flights of fancy

uncertainties

2007-07-22T10:45:00.000+08:00

things have never been so choppy, and you know i get seasick easily.
but weird thing is, i've never wanted something so much until this.
it is making my head spin along with other parts of my body that it hurts.
but i'm determined sweets.
but is it just blind determination for something so uncertain?

why is it so difficult to be happy? afterall, arent we living to pursue for happiness?
or is it, since it is too difficult, it may not be happiness afterall?

don't leave just yet, yea sweets.

live broadcast from TCC

2007-06-29T19:37:00.000+08:00

reporting to you 'live' from TCC.

many reasons to celebrate ya'all!

firstly, its friday night yo!

secondly, GST offsets holler! so check your savings accounts.

thirdly, its eve of the eve of Youth Day, kiddos. HAPPY YOUTH DAY!

forthly, i survived Practicum Week 1. ta-dah. 1 down, 9 to go.

fifth-ly, exclusive youth day holiday access to teachers only on Monday! sweet!

i'm celebrating with my sweets, great coffee-choc-mint concotions, cozy couch corner and music soothing to our ears. talk about rilek one corner beb.......

a perfect finale to the whirlwind week.

signing out.

from TCC.

have a great weeeekend!

Jitters

2007-06-25T22:25:00.000+08:00

i think it is all about having to commit to something big.
having to sacrifice your blood and soul to something uncertain of success.
and having so much at stake - my reputation, livelihood, and the bloody bond.

these things complicate life.
if only we are simple people with pure goodness and intentions.
the world could be a happier place.

sweets, now i know how u feel.

praying for strength

2007-06-24T23:19:00.001+08:00

i'm feeling melancholic again. drama mama emo. i hate feeling all feelingy like this. bleargh.
i don't understand at all, it is just a job. not even an official one yet, just a practice cum assessment thingy. and it is only for 10 weeks. and i've always thought this might be IT, the THING for me. so why do i feel - dread?

*reflection refelction*

ok. i know why. it is all about going through a new experience, a new place, new people all ALONE. i cant recall the last time i stand on my own 2 feet. when i want to do something, i will always drag in a friend. or worse, i get dragged into something just to avoid doing something else alone. omg woman, you are a daymn coward!

i have always felt dread at the idea of being alone. when i was a little girl, age became an acceptable excuse for such feeling. but at a whopper double-digit number of an age, it is plain cowardly. i thought i had overcome such fears, but i guess, i've just been avoiding it all this while.

well maybe it is time i face the devil. i cannot possibly all my life hide in one dark corner where no one can see me right? sobs.

oh dear. please give me the strength that i need. InsyaAllah.

panic Mode

2007-06-23T23:23:00.000+08:00

i'm not one who freaks out easily, but at this moment, i am scared out of my wits. Monday is nearing and I cant believe how intimidated i feel!!
i have not taught a class ever in my life and yet they are goign to assess me on my teaching?!
oh nooooo...
i'm so so so so so so so so so so in panic mode.
i'm really praying extra hard for helpful understanding mentors and colleagues and flexible hours. cos i need to draw up complete lesson plans for every lesson every day!!!!
please please, please give me the strength and patience.
InsyaAllah.

i hope it is not too late to pray.

sobs.

go girl.

birthday

2007-06-20T19:43:00.000+08:00

Let us respect our wrinkles, every single one of them, for they are memories of our younger years

happy birthday, me.

foodie with kambings.

2007-06-18T17:59:00.000+08:00

the weekend has been a whirlwind of serious childish fun and foodie junk as my family and i spent the days at JB with my 2 young cousins. seriously, i think i am apt for my profession which involve kids and teenagers only because of the similarity in our levels of maturity. haha! it was great being young and i am willing to relive and relish my childhood days anytime!

going back to a few days earlier - many days earlier to be exact - the kambings unite yet again. we did what we do best which is to EAT and LEPAK! oh welllll, one man's notion of time-idling is another kambing's concept of a highly activated social event! whatever you say, we kambings (boys and girls) are still preeeetttttttty... booyaahh. hahah. nvm.

anyway, here are some kambing pictures for your joyful entertainment!

so much food we took up 2 tables!

complete with dangerous looking Gobi Desserts

njoying the food and the company

the 3 Hs - Halim, Hakim and Hani (whoot hot shirt!)

kambing boys (paus where are you !??)

kambing girls

the final attendance

in the span of 5 hours, we took 102 pictures.. talk about trigger happy!

ok till the next story.

tats.

p/s Tanjg Pagar Railway Station - home of the BEST SATAY. seriously.

|nothingness|

2007-06-11T18:46:00.000+08:00

wheyhey! look who finally decided to crawl out from her shell?

uh.. me.

*guilty*

you can't blame me! laziness has overtaken every ounce of enthusiasm i have to blog. and in defense of my stand, i say i darn deserve this period of nothingness given how nie's glorious cramped, jam-packed, squeeze-everything-into-that-small-brain training program had tornadoed my social life around. phew! and now, i have resurfaced to breathe. =)

however, the period of nothingness has been pretty much uneventful - no wild vacations nor pampered spa and massages or high teas (*hint hint*). chet, no release. but its a break from reports, presentations and datelines and i'm contented with that. =)

and oh yesss ... i earned my driving license! wohoo yeah babeh! so happys happys that it requires great effort to stop myself from posting a ceremonious picture of my triumphant license on the blog! yes, i have realised that that would bring lame to a newest level - nah worry, still sane.

wokay, just a short note to test the pulse of my blog - and the loyalty of my frens who actually read my blog. hahah .. luvvies u all. will be back soon. let me bask in my nothingness now.

road trip tmr! gotta snooze!

|Mad World|

2007-03-17T22:41:00.000+08:00

on bad days, it is good to know that we are not alone.
hold my hand, and we'll make it through together.
i promise.

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere.
T he tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell youI find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very very
Mad World
Mad World

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
And they feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me whats my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell youI find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very very
Mad World
Mad World
Enlarge your world
Mad World

- Mad World, Gary Jules

|stressed|

2007-03-12T23:51:00.000+08:00

stressed.
and nowhere near the half-way line.

|songs sung|

2007-03-05T18:02:00.000+08:00

finally, answers to those unaswered questions.

Instructions:
1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. NO CHEATING!
4. Tag 10 people to play this game too.
5. Bold the questions and answers that swack.

How are you feeling today? Sometimes Love Just aint Enough - Patti Smith & Don Henley
Will you get far in life? Crawling Back To You - Backstreet Boys
How do your friends see you? Smile - Lili allen (how true...)
Will you get married? Try - Nelly Furtado
What is your best friend's theme song? Eternity - Robbie williams
What is the story of your life? Fergalicious - Fergie
What was high school like? The Loneliness - Babyface
How can you get ahead in life? Sunshine and Summertime - Faith Hill
What is the best thing about your friends? Larger than Life - Backstreet Boys (they really are!)
What is in store for this weekend? Interlude - My Chemical Romance
What song describes you? I Don't Need a Man - Pussycat Dolls (khahahah!)
To describe your grandparents? Promiscuos Girl - Nelly Furtado
How is your life going? Beacues of you - Kelly Clarkson
What song will they play at your funeral? Tokyo Drift - Teriyaki Boyz (funeral song? FUNKY!!)
How does the world see you? We Belong Together - Mariah Carey
Will you have a happy life? Juicy - Better than Ezra
What do your friends really think of you? Knocks Me Off My Feet - Elliot Yameen
Do people secretly lust after you? Pencinta wanita - Irwansyah
How can I make myself happy? Touch My Body - Danity Kane (uhmss..)
Will you ever have children? Paper bag - Fiona Apple

one word: Strange.

1. Halim Shah
2. Mariam
3. Zafirah
4. Kavitha
5. Suba
6. Noorul Cuzzin
7. Halim Shah
8. Halim Shah
9. Halim Shah
10. Halim Shah =)

you've been tagged!

p/s i dont know anyone else who have not played this game so, sweets, i put your name 5 times k. dats how much i love love love you more than anyone else. =) heh.

|from strangers to almost friends|

2007-02-28T17:40:00.000+08:00

this week has been a wee bit busier than normal. all modules have finally started full-fledge this week and it is back to meeting new people. thare are 7 new modules now and imagine having to meet almost 7 different sets of people in a week. and we have to know their names, remember their faces and etcetras. trust me, by the end of the week everyone will look and sound the same to me. it is just beyond my ability to recall faces and names well (because i think somewhere in my life, i had a conigtive development breakdown), so subsequently, i associate people with the clothes they are wearing when we meet. but of course, unless they wear the same clothes everyday, my method is not very effective aye?

so anyway, after meeting a few new ones here and there, i dont think people like me very much (especially girls, omg!). i dont usually make a good 1st impression nor the 2nd. i think it is my obnoxious bored face. but seriously i am just severely shy (or sleepy) that i need to hide behind that step-cool mask. OMG i hope they do not think of me as boring!

anyway, today started out great because i had such a lovely and cosy time with sweets. and then i rushed to school for a class only to find out that our considerate tutor was on medical leave. she could have emailed us (or at the very least, assign someone to do it) prior to class regarding her status. but well, apparrently she wasnt capable of that and so as a result she was gruntly cursed by many who made their way all the way to the ulu end of the island just to find out class was cancelled. i did not expect such un-professinalism at such high academic level. hmp. luckily, got a lift from dearie suba in her sweet smelling hatchback. =)

ok boys and girls, back to thinking about my assignments. each module has at least 2 so.. 8 x 2 = 16 assignments to be due by the end of may. fyi i will be going crazy soon. anyone with a good stress-buster retreat please beep me soon enough before IMH calls.

|TGIF|

2007-02-25T11:48:00.000+08:00

the mantra that keeps me going.

|message from down under|

2007-02-24T13:17:00.000+08:00

few nights ago i received the furthest international call to date, and this time it was a pleasant g'day greeting from Melbourne, Down Under!! kavi, it was great hearing your voice dear, loud and clear and happy and well! although thousands of frequencies away, she sounded like she was next door! talk about technology. hmms.

we are missing you loads babe! cant help ourselves but suba and i shed a few tears here and there at the airport. see la, suba started it - as usual - hehehe.
it is hard being away, but take away something valuable from this experience, it is all worth it. so hang in there babe! we are just one MSN message apart! cant wait for your return and then we can get together! this time suba and i will attempt to cook! =)

take care and we are missing you!

|goodbye spore, amacam jb!|

2007-02-21T22:40:00.000+08:00

by popular demand of 2 very important persons (wheeees), i am updating. =)

first of all, i have to say GONG XI FA CAI! it my favourite time of the year after Hari Raya and Xmas (khekhekhee) because it is the only time you can find slurries of goodies and sweets and asam asins and crackers and whanots. and if you want to update your wardrobe with something red, this is your chance. and of course, nothing can beat the 3-day public holiday (weekends not included). for once, i'm thankful for our CNY-celebrating govt.

speaking of holidays, i spent the days at the family's moderately modest and extravagantly brown JB 'chateu'. every corner is brown! but wood furniture is still IS ultimately classy after all. it's not quite a home yet though because everything still smells of the furniture shop. i cant call it a home until my masam peluh smell has sunk in. hehe.

i truly hate my room though i have to say. so stark, new, bland and untouched and sterilized. i feel like a mouse under scrutiny bleargh. plus all 4 walls are pink. double bleargh. BUT! i have a great 180 degrees view of the North-South highway. heh. speaking of views, apparently malaysia is very generous with their fireworks laws; so on the night of CNY my family were treated with a paranomic full course meal of colourful firework display for 2 full hours! we had the privilege VIP seats right from the comfort of our living room.

anyway, had loads of unexpected fun at JB. shopped till my RMs dropped at JUSCO and ate too much at Danga Bay and Singgah Selalu. JB has some MEAN satays, pisang gorengs and ikan bakar i tell ya! it is THE foodie heaven. there is no truth in the statement: "singapore is the food paradise". it is just a catch phrase for the tourism board. STB were pretty desperate you see.

My sis and I did some batik painting for just RM1. here is our proud masterpiece!!

and my parents and i after a shopping spree from a wood craft shop.

no, my dad doesnt carry a tongkat. he just bought it for 'preventive measures'. his plan was to leave it in a car and use it in an unfortunate case where someone tries to attack him or the car. (pretty common these days) but the thing is, my beloved audience, the tongkat is so long and heavy that my mum and I had to postulate that, by the time my dad manages to get the tongkat in its defensive position, the attacker would have already longed fled.

so yep, dat was how CNY came and went. beginning to actually like JB. poor sweets was alone in spore land. hmm.
next time k sayang.

|to have succceed is to ... |

2007-01-29T23:40:00.000+08:00

to laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children, to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child or a garden patch.. to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. this is to have succeeded.

- Emerson

|poop fairy tale|

2007-01-27T13:24:00.000+08:00

i am blogging because i am stalling for time for an assignment. assignments, to me, are like somethings you have to put off until the very last minute. because that is the only time that inspiration comes running in like headless chickens. the urgency of a dateline prompts me to actually think. Idly, my mind is a blank. =)

anyway, i am listening to power 98 (great station) and they are playing an old timer song.. GHOSTBUSTERS! "who you gonna call.. ghostbusters!" ahahahha. i miss my good old Casper the Friendly Ghost. In fact i miss my old cartoons - Animaniacs, Smurfs, My Little Pony, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Captain Planet, Popeye, Betty Boop - you name it. any 20-sumthings will agree that the stuff on TV currently is nothing compared to the cartoons of our generation.

there was a great big treasure in my kitchen today. wet.bird.poop.in.my.kitchen. sheesh, how auspicious. how dare these birds fly freely into my house through the big open window and just - poop poop poop? well i don't poop in your bird homes!! wth. at least now i know my home is pretty much very inviting.

ok. off cleaning after toilet-untrained inconsiderate birds.

tooodles.

|Weekend|

2007-01-26T23:26:00.000+08:00

thankgoditsfriday as we girls, Zaf and Mar, and I sashayed our sexy women butts down and around bugis for some great finds and greater time. having not met these girls for far too long, i've forgotten what a buncha fun they are!

i love Bugis! there are things everywhere north south east west top bottom - funky places to be seen in, quirky shops to patronize and eateries and cafes to chill.
For example, at one corner, there is the Bugis Village / Market, proud squat-spot for homegrown designers with small budgets but big dreams. and in another is Sim Lim Square, infamous for their digital, media and IT trinklets at jaw-dropping prices. And on the other side is the spanking new - almost virgin like - National Library, standing shamefully beside the weathered and gruffy Bras Basah Complex - heaven for the arty farts and the fart-gonnabes (guilty as charged). and last but not least, tuck away in the little quiet corner is the quaint Arab street, guarded by the majestic gold historical mosque of Masjid Sultan. But behold, this sleepy town comes alive with Arabian music and aromatic sishas when the sun sets.

(I have manage to make myself sound like a "Visit Singapore" brochure)

But seriously, compared to the normalacy of modern Orchard Road, Bugis is a good representation of the backstreets of Singapore. the REAL Singapore.

and so we invaded Art Friend at Bras Basah Complex where we country bumpkins were awed at the artsy props. *totally jakun* so Zaf got herself some glittery stage make-up and "stuff that she doesn't need" while Mar played around with some rainbow multi-coloured eye-shadow-like ink stamps. and i found this love-wood thing. *funky*

I have no idea what it does except stand on my shelf but it is too kooky not to buy. well, as much fun and funk art could get, i personally conclude it is just too expensive to be an artist in Singapore. so i've decided to stick with my good ol' profession. rite.......

and then after some great noisy lunch at Banquet, we returned to Bugis Junction for some walkarounds and shoes, of course for us Cinderellas. No glass shoes yet, tho.

when we parted, i transported myself to Causeway point to meet halim for some dinner (we ended up eating at Burger King) and and and and..wala!! greatest finding of the month: a shop which sells Havaianas other than New Urban Male! sweets bought me a pair! yayhoooooooos! sigh, so amore them right now.

they are hot aren't they? i'm even wearing them at home. =D

so all in all, i had a pretty good preview of the weekend! back to assignments..

|Campaign for REAL BEAUTY|

2007-01-24T11:58:00.000+08:00

i am blessed with family and friends who are supportive and love me no matter what. growing up as a girl was never easy, and now that i am a lady, it only gets harder. between promiscuisty and sensuality; confidence and well, being a biatch , it is always hard to draw the line. we are often mistaken to be who we are not and expected to be what we hope not to be. women, ladies, girls are vulnerable in this world of musculine dominance in spite of spats of gender rights yada yada yada. face it, men and women can never be equal. but that certainly doesn't make women less capable or respectable. women are often under-regarded (it seems, the more affluent a man is, the more degrading his perception of women becomes) and there is a need for consistent effort and support to put issues concerning women today at centrestage. who will help us if we don't help ourselves?

women are forever concern about physical appearance. as one-dimensional that statement reads, it is the truth. more often today than yesterday, the pressures to look our best and better than others have allowed we women to look into the mirrors and hate how we look. especially with the definition of beauty being distorted by skinny, bonny models with waistline almost close to none, are we losing sight the real meaning of beauty? watch that tv and flip those magazines, and we women let self-loathing get the better of us. worse still, we are seeing this self-destructive treatment amongst young girls. are we breeding a worrying generation of girls with the dillusional, unhealthy and possibly deadly understanding of beauty?

Thanks to DOVE, a truly wonderful enriching campaign called "Campaign for Real Beauty" has deservingly caught the attention of the masses. "Campaign for Real Beauty" calls for a change in the definition of beauty. (YEEAHHH-AH!) Dove's global campaign has shed light on the fact that beauty comes in various shapes, sizes and ages. that beauty is something every women can enjoy and owe everyday.

watch this video.

Dove - True Colors

love ourselves. embrace imperfections. support the campaign. www.campaignforrealbeauty.com

|the Evolution of Beauty|

2007-01-24T00:04:00.000+08:00

another thought-provoking video.
www.campaignforrealbeauty.com

Dove ad, "Evolution"

|Dance & Love|

2007-01-18T23:00:00.000+08:00

So You Think You Can Dance - Ivan & Allison

B E A U T I F U L

Dance with me sweets.

|X-files|

2007-01-15T23:36:00.000+08:00

Scully and Mulder , an assignment for you. the mystery of the missing hands....

*cue alien music*

|farewell|

2007-01-15T22:52:00.000+08:00

dearest kavitha leaving us for melbourne soon. sobness. *huge sigh*
she will be doing some funky study on strawberry aroma - coooooooolness.
so we had a little farewell dinner at her place last saturday complete with yummmmy food, delish Secret Recipe cake, and a Russell Peters' treat!

apparently, we had 2 poor lost sheeps, so we girls went cam-whoring while waiting with stomachs churning. my sweets has hidden photgraphy talent sey.. =D

then there was this mean Secret Recipe cake we bought for everyone...

WHITE CHOCOLATE MACADEMIA. Sinful!

so when the 2 poor lost sheeps arrived....

we gonna miss you loads babe!!!!!! MUACKS!

food for thot: why are farewells called farewell when all is not well during a farewell??

|new start, new year, new school|

2007-01-12T18:06:00.000+08:00

forgive me for my lapse in writing because i have returned to school. mind you, not just any school --> it is an institute for potentially aspiring teachers who will be moulding the future setans of the nation. okay, i'm up for the challenge.. so bring it oonnnnnnn!

the first week has come and gone, and so far, it has been good and slack - only 2 modules in the process at this point. and there have been moments of when push comes to shove where i have to make new friends.. the idea of friendship is precious (nothing is more wonderful than sistahood) but conforming to the unnatural behaviour of establishing that initial contact is sheer torture. You know, all the fake smiles, empty small talks, polite acknowledgments and etceteras. lets skip that whole socio stuff, be ourselves and behave like monkeys. =D

so in this wunderful school, 3 things stand out:
1. the toilets: if you are looking for one, just follow the smell.

2. the staircases: 107 steps every morning on the forbidden staircase give one no excuse for a firmer and sexy butt at the end of the year.

3. the explosives: our neighbour's tendencies of firing live explosives all damn day long. we are almost next to a war zone.

oh yes, there is a no. 4!

4. hunks: hot, muscled, tanned, rugged, PE boys in abbreviated PE shorts. need i say more?

so yessaah, no. 1 - no. 4 are enough to make the school one of a kind. definitely a primitive change from pampered, convenient, forward, big city NUS. but i think i'm gonna be ok there. =) just as long as i move strategically and not stay too long on one spot. otherwise, nemesis alert! plenty of them to go around.... oh wellss..

tatz!

|Happy New Year!|

2007-01-01T00:46:00.000+08:00

have a wonderful new year and a happy, meaningful 2007!

good bye 06, helo 07!

|When Are You Coming Home|

2006-12-27T00:20:00.000+08:00

Heather Martin - When Are You Coming Home

6 year old, Heather Martin singing a song that her mother wrote for her brother, Shaun. Shaun, only 16, barely out of his adolescence, is serving in Iraq, battling gunshots and bombs on Christmas Day.

--
You were almost sixteen when I came into the world.
Mom and Dad had you first then 3 more boys I'm the baby girl.
I sure have a lot to look up to in you, you're really smart and funny with a big heart too.
After one year of college you knew what you had to do.
It's just like you wanting to help with the war.
So you joined the army when I was only 4.
This time of year we talk of big plans but you're over seas in some distant land.
You can't be here for Christmas, I don't understand.

Chorus:
When are you coming home, Shaun?
When are you coming home?!
We lit up the house like we always do but it doesn't seem bright 'cause we can't have you.
In my prayers I ask God to keep you safe.
And I'm trying to be really brave.
Tell me that the fighting's through.
Come home!
I really miss you.

It's hard to enjoy the holidays without you.
But we're so proud of you and all the red white and blue.
Remember that Jesus is your best friend,
And someday our families will be together again.
Wow! You know we'll have a great big party then.

Chorus

I want to show you how tall I've grown
and introduce you to my new friends at school.
Maybe we could go and get some ice cream together
but I really don't care what we do.
--

the Power of Nature....

2006-12-25T16:56:00.000+08:00

i'm dreaming of a white christmas... - well certainly wasn't granted. i should be singing , "Raindrops are falling on my head.."

the monsoon is bringing endless rain to the region. in singapore, the only rainy woes we might experience are damp laundry, squishy shoes and calf-length floods, at the very most.

but our neighbours over in Malaysia and Indonesia, tragically lacking our generous fate, are battered mercilessly by the fierce downpour and monsterous winds. loss of homes, shelter, food, possesion and even lives are the outcomes of flash floods and mud and landslides. No holidays for children to enjoy. no Chirstmas presents for the Christians to celebrate. no Idul-adha sacrifice rituals for Muslims to cherish. my heart truly goes out to the unfortunate affected by what the powerful Nature brings.

may faith and aid be with you.

---

SIMPANGULIM, Indonesia :
Aceh was the worst hit by the floods, with at least 60 killed in Aceh Tamiang district alone and another 17 killed in three other districts, Kompas daily reported. A further 33 people were killed in neighbouring provinces, including 22 in North Sumatra buried by a landslide triggered by the rains. Nigia had to leave home on Saturday evening when the water levels suddenly rose, submerging her house in Arakundo village in Aceh.

JAKARTA : Nearly 70 people have been killed and 200,000 forced to flee their homes in flash floods that have swept through parts of Indonesia and Malaysia in the past week, officials said Sunday.

KUALA LUMPUR : The death toll from floods in Malaysia has risen to eight with the death of an Indonesian worker, while the search for a missing youth continues, police said Tuesday.

---

Bimbo..

2006-12-24T20:06:00.000+08:00

as days go by, you will realized there is a bimbo in every girl. for those in denial, you don't know tragedy until you are caught in one.

ok here is proof:

girl 1: my poor baby girl ( a parakeet) laid another egg.. and my mum built a nest and put the eggs there. she's already displaying maternal instincts when we tried to touch the eggs.

bimbo: *excited* oh wow.. it still amazes me how they can lay eggs without mating! let me know when they hatch!!!

girl 1: they don't hatch. they are unfertilized.. *duh*

bimbo: ohhh. that's why i thought how the hey do they get fertilesed without mating. so it is just an egg. then, it is like having period but less messy.

girl 1: .....

bimbo:come to think of it what i just said was pretty bimbotic.

girl 1: lol. yeah, the chemist has a few bimbo days.

bimbo: *silent*

so yep. heh.
even i was surprised.
now i can officially paste the 'bimbo' sticker on my bimbotic forehead.
*daymn those chick flicks*

a week long of this..

2006-12-20T15:19:00.000+08:00

so the whole week i have been treating myself with episodes after episodes after episodes of The Office, the US version. refreshingly funny and frighteningly familiar. the formula of long-tortured office romance, ass holes for colleagues and an idiotic boss is just too real to resist.

and i caught Eragon yesterday. it was interesting enough to remove all preconceived notions i had about dragon-related movies. i'm sorry but i find fire-breathing animals just, uhm.... socially inappropriate and unacceptable?? but this one was pretty tolerable and entertaining; prolly mainly because it did not try to attempt an LOTR 3-hour stint. and also, there were the endless backdrops of breath-taking, goose-bumping nature sceneries that for a moment there, i thought i was watching a travel package ad. heh.

well, we were at The Cathay for the movie and then, behold, there was this tall absolutely PINK Christmas tree greeting us at the entrance - the first for me. real pweetty if pink wasnt so last season.

and also, i presume The Cathay management went overboard with their budget that they have to install fake kois in their fountain at the basement. halim actually thought they were real fishes. how could that be sweets.. they aren't swimming around like normal fishes do. and he said they were just lazy. oh right, lazy fishes. *i won*

so next is the bbq a la potluck at syah's with the Kambings. i am looking forward to good food and good company. hopefully this one wont end up in another argument.

laita.

BELLEBEADZ and lovely pressie

2006-12-15T19:31:00.000+08:00

my boyfriend is a marvellous sneaky liar.

and i love him for that. *mwuah*

because he caught me entirely off guard when he told me to close my eyes (of course, i was peeping..) and held out my hands, and out came from a little blue velvet bag tied with a baby white cotton rose, a pair of gorgeous sweet and sexy drop earrings! anniversary present! i've lost count for which one.Heh.

*pretty pretty pretty pretttttyyy*
i am no crystal or jewellery stone expert so i'd to steal the following description, " ..Literally lavender and blue - Royal blue faceted brios and a lavender czech glass flower uch like the flowers posing with this pretty pair. Other embellishments are matte and satin finish swarovski crystals and pearls dangling from a chain. Silver ear wires.." - BELLEBEADZ
sounds good! and looking even better! especially in the sun, i glowed with it. =D

let me intro another wonderful shopping website where this earrings came from. BELLEBEADZ - www.mybeadz.blogspot.com singlehandedly made by talented Ms Belinda Lee, she creates stylish earrings and chains that are to die for. Although a little bit on the expensive side, they are well worth your kachings for their unique and exquisite beads and one-of-a-kind designs. and best of all, they are MTO aka made to order, hence, exclusivity! Hurrahh!

Visual Suspex and more...

2006-12-10T05:42:00.000+08:00

it was a saturday and i went back on my words by stepping foot into town on a weekend.

Thanks to Lime Flea Market in conjuction with their b'day. i'm not into magazines named after a fruit, but i cant resist the temptation of great bargains.
and great bargains there were - ranging from Thai made Abercrombie tops to exquisite hand-made jewellery to used shoes - amidst the shrill noise of Daphne Khoo fronting Westgrand Boulevard. *i love indie bands and Daphne for her spunk, but her voice, i cant accept*

i bought myself a cool tee! ok, halim bought me a cool tee. the tee was a production by the Visual Suspex.. "a team of aspiring local designers initiating a new streetwear label and aims to captivate and appeal to the ever-changing taste and trends of today. Blending a little bit of everything, you know you'll get what you desire, with us."
go to : http://www.visualsuspex.blogspot.com for their stuff.

Impressive they were for they self-design and self-create originality. but, sadly, these talented bunch fall short this time. you can do more, guys! *full support*

Perfect. Simple, white & chic. I'm now officially their walking commercial.

so the day actually turned out lovely and sweet. thank you baby. He went shopping for underwear with me!!heehee. sexay.

all smiles until i found out that my most decent, beloved, and only dependable piece of clothing had been removed from my closet. DAMN etc etc. but let's not spoil the entry now yea. tatz.

Hari Raya!!! very late indeed....

2006-11-14T15:56:00.000+08:00

selamat hari raya! haha a delayed greeting.
this year, Hari Raya befell on 24 October, after an enriching and enlightening month of fasting. as usual, we donned and paraded around from house to house in our brand new kebayas and baju kurongs with colourfully blinding sampings and selendangs, displaying the latest fashion of the Malay traditional constumes, popping into our mouth yummilicious pineapple tarts and cookies named after a certain young singer who married a Datuk too old for her.

so, The Kambings set out on our annual significant pecah-perut Hari Raya gathering. as usual, there was never the lack of tongue-slipping slurries, caught-on-camera moments, bad driving and goood srcumptious food!

Here are the pictures of the prettier side of things....

okay, enough eye candies for now. yeps!

Happy Deepavali!

2006-10-23T12:11:00.000+08:00

21.10.06. Happy Deepavali to all my much loved Hindu friends.

I have always loved this festival for many reasons.
a. the saris
b. the colourful sweet coconut snacks
c. lights at Little India
d. Bollywood movies on TV (*swoons* those Bolly hunks in their sweaty white muscle clinging shirts. )

well, here is my good fren Kavitha, donning herself in a stunning lime-green goldish sari with her equally beautiful peach mum. sweet!

colour of the month: gold. go gold girls!

Oh, woh i'm back!

2006-10-23T00:15:00.000+08:00

So after long months of hiatus, I've decided to give blogging another try. I hear someone said blogging can brush up our writing skills and creativity skills (oh, really?). It will even make us instant celebrities especially if you lament on our public toilets and what they can offer or when you speak so brutally honest abt our g o v t (yes my dear forefathers, the truth hurts aint it?). Since blogging can bring us as far as getting free gorgeous shoes from sponsors (read Xiaxue), it should be worth the effort right? (but i want Coach sponsorship instead *ritteee...*)

ok here goes a virgin blogger..